The devil has too many vests

After just a moment of confrontation, the lobby of the inn seemed to be swept by a strong wind, and the tables, chairs, dishes and dishes fell to the floor.

The corpses lying on the ground were still warm with blood.

The guests had already taken the opportunity to run away.At the opened door curtain, only the whistling cold wind blows in, blowing away the strong smell of blood in the room.

The only two living people stood facing each other among the dead bodies.

The chubby shopkeeper was still smiling obsequiously, the fat on his face trembling slightly, not knowing whether it was fear or anger.

He reminded in a good voice: "Swords don't have eyes, the guest officer should be more careful!"

Yan Weilou ignored the seemingly meaningful words, his body still stood firmly on the spot, and the hand holding the handle of the knife was also very steady.Just an understatement:

"Again, I'm very impatient."

He suddenly drew his knife and took a step back, his movements were as fast as afterimages.With a flash of cold light, Hanyue returned to her sheath clangingly, and immediately drew a long line of blood on the opponent's neck.

Yan Weilou casually slapped the knife on the table next to him.

With a sound of "bang", the shopkeeper with a shocked expression almost subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch his neck, and immediately touched the blood on his hand.I finally realized that the person in front of me is already superb in terms of sword skills, which is rare in the world.

A bead of sweat stood on his forehead.

"Oh, misunderstanding, this is really a big misunderstanding!" A figure came down from the stairs on the second floor, "This guest officer really misunderstood."

"That subordinate of yours is very good. We just invited him to be our guest, so we dare not neglect him at all."

A soft female voice sounded slowly, and the woman who came down from the second floor moved lightly with lotus steps, and came to Yan Weilou gracefully, revealing a lotus face that was both happy and angry.

Yan Weilou casually turned the scimitar on the table, and after a few random turns, the wrapped blade pointed straight at the person coming.

"So, are you going to invite me as a guest?"

Casually raised the eyelids of the man in black who was playing with the scimitar and glanced at her. There was a slight smile in his dark pupils, and his voice and expression were very relaxed.However, there is an inexplicable danger in people's hearts.

The woman bent down slightly, her curvaceous figure was extremely moving: "Guest officer, you are joking. It's just that my master wanted to do a small business with you, but he couldn't find anywhere, so he had to find another way."

"It's just that I have to test my fineness first, right? If I have been tricked just now, I think the next corpse will probably become another small business in your mouth."

"But now everyone is happy."

The young woman smiled and did not deny it, she just stretched out her hand towards the second floor: "My master is here to invite you."

"Not urgent."

Yan Weilou raised his eyes to look in the direction of the second floor, felt a secret and long breathing, and stopped his hand playing with the scimitar.

"If you want to invite me to see him, you should also let me check whether he has the qualifications!"

His palm suddenly slapped lightly on the table, and the black scimitar suddenly jumped up from the table, but the wooden table and chairs remained motionless, as if they didn't feel any force.

In mid-air, the scabbard split into two parts.

One fell, and the other flew out of its sheath suddenly, just in time to be held by an outstretched hand.The cloth-wrapped knife handle landed firmly in the slender, pale palm.

Immediately, the blade flicked from bottom to top.

A mighty long river of saber energy rolled away from bottom to top like a river rewinding, like a sudden thunder and lightning in the clear sky, or like a tornado suddenly rising on the ground, but it never brought anything in the lobby. All the sharp blades were restrained, and then they bombarded one point heavily.

Clap la la!

"presumptuous!"

The ceiling directly in front of it was cut open by a blade, and someone dropped from the sky with a low shout, and the cold palm was like a mountain pressing down on the top, glowing with iron blue light.

An incomparably fierce palm wind fell down heavily along the broken opening, accompanied by flying sawdust, and slapped away the unabated saber energy with one palm, and directly covered Yan Weilou's face.The palm style is fierce and fierce.

If this mark is true, it may smash half of his head into pieces.

It can be seen that the breath on this person has not entered the Tao.But with a strong body of true energy, it seems to be a step higher than Yan Weilou.

Yan Weilou did not dodge or dodge, grabbed the hilt of the saber with his left hand and swept it upwards, facing the palm wind, Hanyue in the other hand slashed out obliquely, and shot out in a few breaths. Hundreds of dollars.

The people in mid-air seemed not expecting him to move so fast. After he slapped the handle of the knife away, his body changed direction like a spinning top, moving and turning several times in a small space in a short time.

I still don't forget that fists and feet came out together, and the wind of palm and legs turned into an afterimage, attacking Yan Weilou one after another.

There is a ferocious aura in every move he makes, and he uses his fists and feet as weapons to open and close.

There was a loud bang bang bang bang in the lobby of the inn, and the fat shopkeeper and the other woman hurriedly dodged away, leaving the space between them to them.

After fighting for more than ten moves, the entire inn was almost demolished by the two, and all kinds of tables, chairs and benches flew around.

The other two ran out in embarrassment. The shopkeeper seemed to have a sympathetic temperament. He didn't care about the bleeding wound, and protected the young woman behind him, dodging towards a safe place.However, accidents are inevitable.

But when she heard a woman's tender cry, she suddenly sounded out, as if she was hit or tripped by something.

The sound was like a signal.Among the two who were still fighting, Yan Weilou didn't respond, but the other one took the initiative to slow down his movements.

"Stop it."

The man yelled loudly, slapped Yan Weilou with his palm, then used his strength to fly backwards, and landed steadily on the other side of the inn.He stomped back a few steps, his face was flushed, and he quickly dispelled it.

Yan Weilou also flew upside down, his expression didn't change much, he just lifted his long knife upside down and smiled.

"Testing is enough, I'm embarrassed to see this acting."

He casually picked up a fairly clean stool, sat down with the knife in his hand, and leaned his body against the wall.Looking straight in one direction.

"—Do you think so, the real owner of this place?"

Watched by Yan Weilou's calm gaze, the woman lying on the ground patted the dust on her skirt, stood up equally calmly, and smiled curiously:

"How did you recognize it?"

Her smile is completely different from before. If it is said that she was a lady in the past, she was dignified and charming, but now she is more like a chivalrous woman, free and easy and sassy.

"It's very simple. Among all the people present, only you have the highest kung fu." Yan Weilou said lightly.

"What's more, I've never heard of any of the twelve Shadow Envoys in the Dark Pavilion using this kind of fierce and incomparable foreigner's kung fu."

While speaking, he pointed to the man in Tsing Yi who had fought against him just now.

If his first words only made the woman change color slightly, then when he said these words, the other party's expression became completely dignified.

It's not easy to see through her hidden cultivation at a glance, but it's not impossible for people who have practiced some special skills.However, it is a bit unfathomable to tell their origins in one breath.

Under the fearful eyes of the woman, the unpredictable Yan Weilou smiled even more mysteriously.

The above inferences all sound reasonable and flawless, but if you want to tell the truth, of course it is because he has met this person in the previous life, and he is also one of the souls of his sword.

It's a pity that Yan Weilou in his previous life adhered to the principle of "villains die by talking too much". Except for a few special targets, he never killed people talking too much.

Not only does he not blind BB, but he doesn't even allow those people to blind BB.Whenever someone regrets and regrets, and wants to confess his last words before he dies, but he just utters half a word, and he solves it with a knife.

It's a pity to think about it now.If he had been more patient in his previous life, hadn't acted so quickly, and listened more to his last words, maybe now, no matter the righteous way or the evil way, the black materials full of rivers and lakes would be held in his hands.With these black materials in hand, there is simply no disadvantage.

... What a shame!

If it is the protagonist of Long Aotian in some novels, maybe he can rely on the information difference of reviving his life to point out the other party's long-term entanglement, where is the missing sister, and is forced to be driven by the secret cabinet to always want to regain freedom... Wait for all kinds of girls' worries, and then help the other party to solve them, and from then on, I like to mention a harem.

If it were Yan Weilou, he could also use this to intimidate and lure him, and since then he would like to mention a subordinate who seems to be hardworking and always wants to betray him :).

However, after thinking about it for a long time, Yan Weilou couldn't even remember the woman's name, let alone any weaknesses that could be pinned on this person.Thinking about it, most of the previous lives were cannon fodder that he never blocked with a single blow.

Yan Weilou said that at least he had to fight against him a few times to be worthy of leaving his name in his heart.

Yan Weilou, who was thinking hard about the opponent's black material so as to make use of it, quietly leaned against the wall, his black robe fell naturally, and he held a long black knife in his arms.

His pale and handsome face was full of inscrutability, and he looked full of the force of a villainous big boss.

His silence made the atmosphere in the inn even more dignified.

Especially under the premise that he directly pointed out his background and cultivation level in an understatement, the vigilance and caution of being a killer made the woman start to automatically imagine all kinds of possibilities, each of which made her face change again and again.

When Yan Weilou came back to his senses, he stood up just now, but the woman who was more than ten steps away from him couldn't help but took a step back, with a vigilant expression.

Although the fat shopkeeper and the man in Tsing Yi came in without knowing it, they also retreated to the side after seeing that the boss had moved.

"???" Yan Weilou was startled.

... He asked himself that he didn't reveal a trace of killing intent. Could it be that this person had already seen that he couldn't think of any black materials to intimidate and lure him, so he decided to do it directly?It is indeed the trump card of the dark cabinet killer, with such a keen sense.

"Wait a minute, Your Excellency! It's not like we have room for negotiation. As I said before, there is a business I want to discuss with Your Excellency."

The three of them had a tacit understanding and formed a formation within a few steps. The woman pulled out a small silver fan from her sleeve, stared at Yan Weilou, and spoke in a deep voice.

"No need, I've thought about it seriously. If you're talking about business, it's easier to convince you first!"

As soon as these words fell, Yan Weilou took a step forward, pressed the handle of the knife with one hand, and was about to draw the knife, carrying a fierce aura rushing towards his face.He actually wanted to take the initiative to kill three people whose cultivation bases were all in the Insight Realm.

The vigilant three people subconsciously raised all their energy and energy, and were about to make a move, but suddenly their whole body was paralyzed, and they fell down. They only had time to shout:

"Someone is poisoning!"

In less than three seconds, several people fell to the ground in dizziness, unable to move their fingers. The only thing they could do was to look in the direction of Yan Weilou, wanting to know how he was, but unfortunately they couldn't see. arrive.

"Who is doing it secretly? The concealment skills and poisoning techniques are so clever that even we have been concealed from it!"

They didn't doubt Yan Weilou. After all, this man has been a master since he appeared on the stage. Just now, he faced the formation of three people and dared to take the initiative to draw his sword.How could such an expert use such deceitful means?

There was a sound of footsteps, and in the eyes of several people who were trying to widen, a pair of black soft boots approached them.

Moving his gaze upwards, he saw the familiar hem of the black robe that seemed to be burning in flames, the long black knife wrapped in a scabbard, and finally, a bloodless, overly feminine and handsome face.

Those dark and bewitching eyes looked at them casually, revealing a little surprise, as if to say, "How can the majestic assassin in the dark pavilion be brought down so easily?".

"It's you?!" Several people were sad and indignant but couldn't believe it, "You actually secretly poisoned?"

"Correct me, it's not poison, it's Gu."

And it is a good product produced by Yinkuimen.In his previous life, Yan Weilou, who had maxed his Poisoning/Insecting Gu skills, hadn't been able to deal with Heaven and Human beings without poison or Gu insects in this world, he would have been able to attack even Heaven and Human beings without anyone noticing.

A set of complicated techniques locked the acupoints of several people, and then Yan Weilou sat down calmly: "If I didn't want to play a Gu, why should I chat with you about the fifty cents?"

Although they didn't quite understand his words, they couldn't stop their grief and indignation in their hearts: "Despicable and shameless!"

... What about convincing us? !

To be honest, Yan Weilou was very puzzled by the reactions of these killers.Thinking about the people in their dark pavilion, poisoning and Gu are just commonplace on weekdays, right?Why do you have to behave like a well-known orthodox family treats crooked ones?

He tilted his head suspiciously.I despise the behavior of these people who only allow state officials to set fire and not allow people to light lamps.

"Now that you've been defeated, let's talk about the deal."